Stig will use one of his CLW potions for the rest.
"Tenser, git haur!"
"Rut?"
In a dark room on a four-poster bed lies a figure. Dessicated, or more like mummified; shriveled yet animate, the pitiable thing is chained to the posts. Long matted grey hair, and of slight bone structure; the bent pointed ears marks her for an elf. She looks like she died in the desert, yet her eyes, though rheumy and clouded with cataracts implore unto you:
"Wah-turr..." she begs in a raspy hushed cracked voice dry as a midday wind in the Sea of Dust...."give...me....wah-turr....please..."
I am quite injured good sir.
"Wah-turr..." she begs in a raspy hushed cracked voice dry as a midday wind in the Sea of Dust...."give...me....wah-turr....please..."
"Wah-turr..." she begs in a raspy hushed cracked voice dry as a midday wind in the Sea of Dust...."give...me....wah-turr....please..."
"What in the Nine Hells..." Altai walks up to the thing in the bed, taking a closer look.
She looks, for all intents and purposes, to be mummified like a bovine or horse that fell dead in the desert, skin stretched taut over bone.
But her eyes...her imploring eyes...still seem to hold within them life.
She reaches trembling hands to the water.
"th...th...anky...ou..."
The thing in the bed drinks, and drinks of the water.
Altai pours the contents of his waterskin slowly into the mouth of The Thing In The Bed. "No problem, ma'am. Now, who are you?"
Does she have bed-sores?
Beldan stands looking, horrified.
Umm...I'm hurt over here! Little assistance please.
She drinks, and begins to change. The withered dessicated taut skin stretches and fills and unfurls like a dry waterskin again filled.
Umm...I'm hurt over here! Little assistance please.
Nice bedside manner, sawbones!!! ;)
"Oh. Oh! Thank...you... thankyouso...much."
"Uh, sure... Glad to be of assistance. miss. How long have you been trapped in the bed?"
“Oh! I’ll help you!” Suddenly re-motivated, Beldan starts working on the chains.
"Uh, sure... Glad to be of assistance. miss. How long have you been trapped in the bed?"
"The sun rose and set two times since I've been in this room...although it seemed an eternity. Oh, thankyou so. Though fresh water....(ur..urpsh) makes me ill, at least I have my full faculties."
“Oh! I’ll help you!” Suddenly re-motivated, Beldan starts working on the chains.
The locks come free under your jiggling. She rubs her wrists.
"Oh, thankyou. Thankyou so much." She sits on the edge of the bed, wearing a subdued brown sarong.
“Are you … a sea elf?” asks Beldan hesitantly. “We found a sea cave downstairs … I could carry you down there…”
She has legs, Beldan. She can walk on her own. Ouch, my arm....
"hee hee hee! I think I can manage..." she stands, her long legs reaching all the way to the ground. "Ah, yes..." she still seems a bit wobbly. "Okay! I can do this."
"My name is Ocean. Yes, I am a sea elf."
"Doubtlessly you'll be glad to hear that we killed the sea ogre in the basement and his undead shark friend." Alwyn shakes his head in amazement. "Two days out of the sea did that to you. Wow."
She has legs, Beldan.
"Yes. Yes she does," says Beldan, staring at the afore mentioned appendages. "I think I was thinking of mermaids. You know, I always wondered how you would -" He suddenly realises he's still talking aloud and stops.
She has legs, Beldan."Yes. Yes she does," says Beldan, staring at the afore mentioned appendages. "I think I was thinking of mermaids. You know, I always wondered how you would -" He suddenly realises he's still talking aloud and stops.
She smiles at you with that almost vacant allknowing look.
Blessed Boccob! Miss ummm.....Ocean was it? Obviously the boys here have never viewed a female such as you and judging by the rapidly diminishing space in their pants they find you somewhat fetching. Don't mind them. Testosterone make for bad brain juice.
What did the bastard want with you and how did he manage to capture you?
"Doubtlessly you'll be glad to hear that we killed the sea ogre in the basement and his undead shark friend." Alwyn shakes his head in amazement. "Two days out of the sea did that to you. Wow."
"Merrow? Good.
I knew of none. Here?Yes...well, it's the weird of the lungfish. Some of our folk swam up rivers and learned the trick from a fish that hibernates when the sky keeps its water from the...um...blighted waste...desert....from....you know, where you folk live. From the land. "
Damn, this arm! The pain is intolerable!
Blessed Boccob! Miss ummm.....Ocean was it? Obviously the boys here have never viewed a female such as you and judging by the rapidly diminishing space in their pants they find you somewhat fetching. Don't mind them. Testosterone make for bad brain juice.
What did the bastard want with you and how did he manage to capture you?
"One of your landfolks' boats does appear here. On the fili ithichta...um...the...tide of...when...Hmm.. when your nightsky light is a circle. They come here. What is that big light you call it?
Lights flash from the boat, and from the house, and from the boat. Then the boat births a little boat.I came up to this house, to see what it was about.
I walked around in here some, then colors came at me, a world of colors, then I slept, and then I was chained here on this thing." She points to the bed.
"He was mean. He asked me things...said he would leave me here...why was he so cruel? Who is that man?"
Damn, this arm! The pain is intolerable!
"I can maybe fetch you something for that out of the sea."
Who is that man?"
"Ah dunnae kinn, but frae th' swatch oan tenser's coopon his guts ur reit tasty. Ah killed heem deid as a doornel."
"I can maybe fetch you something for that out of the sea."
"Anythin' tae shut heem up. He cries loch a wee lassie when he sleeps ye ken."
"The moon. And we killed that man. He ... wasn't nice."
Chewing on what's left of the wizard and gnolls.
Schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp, schlorp.
That is a bed, land dwellers use this to copulate upon and for resting. The man was evil, but why was he killing you? Did you find out what was going on here? What is on the ship?
I will stoicly bear my injured pain until such time as one of my companions deems that I have suffered enough and provides some assistance.
What do you know of this place?*Gestures broadly at the house around them* AhHHhhh! My Friggin' Arm!! GGrrrRRRrrrr. *Tries to look stoic*
"Stop looking at my pants Riese. Oh, is your arm hurt?"
Who is that man?""Ah dunnae kinn, but frae th' swatch oan tenser's coopon his guts ur reit tasty. Ah killed heem deid as a doornel."
Och! Aye thah, muhn!
"Stop looking at my pants Riese. Oh, is your arm hurt?"
Did the blood all over the place give it away? I shall try to bleed less. Gahh! *Tries to staunch the flow of blood from his arm a bit better*
That is a bed, land dwellers use this to copulate upon and for resting. The man was evil, but why was he killing you? Did you find out what was going on here? What is on the ship?
I will stoicly bear my injured pain until such time as one of my companions deems that I have suffered enough and provides some assistance.
What do you know of this place?*Gestures broadly at the house around them* AhHHhhh! My Friggin' Arm!! GGrrrRRRrrrr. *Tries to look stoic*
"I don't know. I only looked around a bit, then.....the COLORS! Oh, it was awful. I don't know what this place is entirely.
It looks like one of your landfolk dwellings, though I've never been in one.Everything is so...so straight. Lines. Everywhere lines.
Why do you landfolk build everything in straight lines? The sea doesn't.
So disorienting."
"Stop looking at my pants Riese. Oh, is your arm hurt?"Did the blood all over the place give it away? I shall try to bleed less. Gahh! *Tries to staunch the flow of blood from his arm a bit better*
Meh...;)
me tired too.This can go on for a while though; I think I have a spot of writing to be about for the "next installment(s)."
Ocean was "Oceanus" in the original work; I thought the character needed a little retooling.
*Gestures broadly at the house around them* AhHHhhh! My Friggin' Arm!! GGrrrRRRrrrr. *Tries to look stoic*
Becton, having checked on the others, and hearing the conversation - comes into the room to silence Riese's agony. He patches up his arm and applies a little wand Healing (1d8+1=7).
"Alright now, fellas...give the lass some room. Ms. Ocean, I'm a healer - as you may have guessed. Afore these lads start questioning you too much, are you in need of aid; I can create more water if you need it to keep going."
Ocean was "Oceanus" in the original work; I thought the character needed a little retooling.
I can create more water if you need it to keep going."
"Try adding some salt to it," suggests Beldan helpfully.